The Devil Moon Ancient Silkworm was an extremely rare insect-type True Spirit, its strength strange and unfathomable. Even the top powerhouses of the three thousand worlds were unwilling to provoke it. It was not the strongest among True Spirits, but it was famously difficult to deal with.
Yet that mysterious white-robed youth stepped straight into its territory.
True Spirits came in many varieties, and their temperaments and attributes differed as well.
However, no matter what kind of True Spirit it was, all of them loathed having someone step into their True Spirit Space—let alone when the one before him was the Devil Moon Ancient Silkworm, with its bizarre temper.
How could one allow another to snore beside one's bed?
The moment the youth stepped in, a gigantic ancient silkworm appeared before his eyes.
It towered like a mountain.
A savage gleam flickered in its eerie compound eyes, and striking vents lined both sides of its body.
Pressure fell from the heavens.
In an instant, the sky darkened considerably, yet the mysterious youth acted as if he had not seen it at all. A proud, cold smile hung at the corner of his mouth.
"A mere lower-realm True Spirit, and you dare act wantonly before this Immortal? You don't know life from death!"
Before his words had even fallen, he swung his arm forward.
Boom!
A peal of thunder exploded in the sky, and razor-sharp arcs of lightning emerged.
The lightning was a dazzling silver, merging together until, in the blink of an eye, it formed a massive net that came crashing down toward the Devil Moon Ancient Silkworm.
There was no obstruction of space, and it ignored the flowing passage of time.
Almost in the span of a breath, it arrived before the Devil Moon Ancient Silkworm.
This was the